Towards the end of a session with a client there was a long pause. We had just gone through a series of events and come to the realization that his feelings and his current state were a direct result of some of the actions he had taken as of late. This wasn’t a happy epiphany. His eyes looked to the floor, his head followed and dropped down, chin to chest. He took a deep breath and looked up. Eyes full of sincerity and sadness he said, “When did life become so complicated?”
When DID life become so complicated?
Remember when we were kids, how happy we were? How resilient we were?
Somewhere along the road to adulthood, we compromised joy for “content.” We became complacent. Complacent towards the current state of affairs; “it is what it is, and I’m just going to make my peace with it.”
We stopped believing we could take over the world. We stopped believing that we could grow up to be superheroes. If we didn’t lose our ambition, we definitely compromised it. We stopped dreaming of becoming the next big thing and worked instead on the “next thing” on our daily list of ‘to-do’s…
Somewhere along the road to adulthood, we conditioned responses, we built walls, we became jaded. We disguised it as being realistic, but we had given up. We just stopped believing. We claim we were given reason to stop believing, but we created reasons, we created our own truths, justifications to stop believing. We dismissed children as being naive, not knowing any better all the while we became more bitter. Who is better off? Who is happier? When and why did it become more important to be right than to be happy?
Albert Einstein said;
“There are only two ways to live your life. One is as though nothing is a miracle. The other is as though everything is a miracle.”
It is not naivety to perceive the world around as a miracle OR to think that everything will be okay. Einstein was a genius, crazy, but genius. He knew the fundamental sciences behind the way the world worked and HE STILL BELIEVED. We do not nearly have the depth of knowledge that Einstein had, yet we think we can conjure up our own theories (biased on a particular selection of past experiences) and assume it’s in our best interests to stop believing? We draw our conclusions AND THEN look for the premises from our past that justify it? All the while ignoring the data that doesn’t fit. That’s not reasoning or philosophy and that’s some sketchy scientific method!
So, when did life become so complicated? … When we starting complicating it.
When we started analyzing instead of living. The world was here before us, the world will be here after us. Why spend our time figuring it out? Trust. Everything is not going to be rainbows and lollipops, but it IS going to be okay, because YOU ARE GOING TO MAKE IT OKAY. You are the authority figure IN and the authority figure OF your life.
Once upon a time we thought we could do it all, have it all, then some jerk came and told us we couldn’t do it. We lived the good life and something bad happened and we’ve never been the same since.
Remember when we were kids? When we would fall, we’d get back up — we wouldn’t even cry unless IT REALLY HURT physically. So why in adulthood are we emotionally crippled? Get up my friends… dust yourself off and be the next big thing. One thing at a time.
Create a league of superheroes. One friend at a time.
Take over the world. One step at a time.